Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Balham Rise, artist - The Guild League. Album song Private Transport, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 31.10.2002
Record label: Candle
Song language: English
Balham Rise |
| Oh, what tangled sheets we wove |
| Open the oven door, heat from the stove |
| Fills the kitchen |
| Standing barefoot I listen |
| The lady upstairs fills the bath |
| Mmmmmmmhmmm |
| You left earlier on your own |
| Turn the hot water, hear the piping groan |
| And the pilot strike the wheels of your bike |
| Left lines in the frost on the path |
| Lines in the frost on the path |
| See my breath, can’t feel my ears |
| See my breath, can’t feel my ears |
| Seems like it’s been cold for years |
| In here |
| Cold feet at the sink, grey daydream |
| Water boils, the kettle screams steam |
| And the windows haze up |
| Milk storms in a teacup |
| The morning routine is relieving |
| Mmmmmmmhmmm |
| You always leave the warmest scent |
| You whispered and kissed me before you went |
| Something I didn’t catch, just your key in the latch |
| And I only like that in the evening |
| I only like that in the evening |
| See my breath, can’t feel my ears |
| See my breath, can’t feel my ears |
| Seems like it’s been cold for years |
| In here |